In less than twenty minutes, Qin Sisi arrived at her destination—the intersection of Sifang Street.
After a while of searching around the intersection, she didn't find anything unusual.
Yet, Qin Sisi wasn't discouraged, because midnight had not yet arrived. It was possible that the ghost's spiritual power was weak and could only appear at when the Yin energy was the heaviest.
Qin Sisi found a relatively secluded corner to stand in and wait, occasionally conversing with Ye You in a low voice.
The winter evening was freezing. She was somewhat better off thanks to the warm coat Ye You had given her, but her lower legs and feet were chilled in the subzero temperature.
Qin Sisi had no choice but to stomp her feet constantly to alleviate the coldness in her legs.
Ye You looked down at Qin Sisi's stomping feet, a hint of heartache flickered in his eyes. He raised his claws slightly and two thin red lights emanated from them, shooting into Qin Sisi's two knees.